You're young. You're casual. You're carefree. You're NOT in any way an embittered old crone who hates everything and everyone. Lovely. You walk into town and the fountain is on. There are children nearby- inevitably. You see them. You watch as they unbuckle their shoes. You close in on the fountain. Your calm composure suddenly hangs by a thread. "Splash me when you run in that f*cking fountain and I'll drown you in it!" you think but never voice. Rather, you glare. And scare the sh*t out of them. We've all done it. Be honest.